Unique Zihan

Chapter 103 Merlin
Back at the inn, Zi Han went to find Ran Xuexiao. This girl seemed to have not spoken to her in a few days.
knock knock knock.

"Come in." Ran Xuexiao's gentle and delicate voice came.

With a creak, Zihan pushed the door open and came in. Ran Xuexiao looked up, got up and went to make tea, "Sit down."

"Are you angry?" Zi Han asked a little embarrassed.
Ran Xue smiled and shook her head, "No."

"Then I haven't seen you recently."

"That's because you didn't come to look for me, of course you couldn't see me." Ran Xue pouted with a smile.

Zihan: "."

Forehead.
Isn't this girl jealous?
Didn’t I say she was a woman?
Oh my parents
Zihan raised his forehead.

"You provoke girls all the time, so how can you have time to come and see me~ Be careful not to work so hard next time, your health is important." Ran Xuexiao gently brought a cup of tea to Zihan.

"..." Zi Han really didn't know what to say in return to her. He looked a little embarrassed and speechless.
But when it comes to changing the subject, Zi Han is the best at it, "Xue Xiao, you weren't originally from Xuanling Kingdom, right?"

Ran Xue smiled for a moment, lowered her eyes, "Why do you ask that?"

"Because in the Qingli Dynasty, there happened to be a family with the surname Ran. I don't think it's such a coincidence, and there are not many people with this surname." Zi Han raised his eyes to look at Ran Xuexiao, his eyes were a little dark.

"Tell me something, we are our own people, aren't we?" she added.

After a long time, Ran Xue smiled and sighed, picked up the slightly cold tea on the table, put it on her lips, and took a sip, her eyes darkened, and she said softly, "15 years ago, I was plotted against by people in my family, and my mother was killed. My father also kept silent, and then sent it to Xuanling Country like this, and then I bought it for my mother to be a girl, and then it was just like what you saw at the beginning, there is nothing to say." The tone was a little bland, as if telling Other people's affairs are normal.

After speaking, he was ready to get up and leave.

Zi Han heard too much helplessness and bad fate from her plain tone. These simple words expressed her endless sorrow.
If Zi Han hadn't asked, this girl would probably still be holding it in her heart.
Suddenly she grabbed Ran Xuexiao's sleeve, "Tell me, who is the clansman who killed you." Her voice was a little dark.

Ran Xuexiao lowered her eyes, looking at Zihan who was pulling her sleeves, she didn't know what she was thinking, but she didn't reply anyway.

She suddenly sighed softly, "Are you trying to avenge me?"

"Since you have followed me, how can you be wronged?" Zi Han's words were very calm, but revealed an overbearing that could not be refused.

Hearing this sentence, Ran Xue smiled, she smiled happily, after she finished laughing, she pulled out the sleeves in Zihan's hand, and lightly said to Zihan, "You are enough." After finishing speaking, she also Ignoring Zihan, he paced out of the room.

In the room, Zi Han frowned, his eyes were as black as ink, thinking quietly.

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Three days later, Nan Fengye came to the inn on time to pick Zihan up for a banquet.

On the way, Nan Fengye and Zihan chatted without saying a word, but the more they chatted, Zihan felt that Nan Fengye was actually an ordinary boy, and he didn't have any problems like other wealthy young men. Still kind and pure, the most important thing is pure!
That's simply too pure, isn't it? "This banquet is held by Silent Hill, and the people attending it are all young and famous geniuses, so there will be some fights in this banquet, but it won't be the most brutal fights, but probably some more literary and artistic ones. Something like that, Zihan, you have to be prepared."

Zihan nodded, but...
"Silent Hill?" Why is the name so similar to Silent Garden?
"Yes, it's Silent Hill. The host this time is Silent Hill. It's a huge monster with great influence." Nan Fengye's words were full of respect and exclamation.

"What does it have to do with the Silent Garden of Xuanling Kingdom?"

"That, that is just a small industry under Silent Hill."

Zihan: "." No wonder the names are so similar.
Soon, the two of them came to a place where plum blossoms were in full bloom.
Drinking in the sea of ​​plum blossoms and flowers is a unique experience.

The two of them were walking on the bluestone road, and they also attracted the attention of some people, especially Zi Han, who was wearing a purple dress for her in a suave and elegant way, and he was a handsome and elegant young man.

And Nan Fengye was already well-known in Qingli, so naturally many people knew him, so there were still many eyes on the two of them.

"Is the banquet about to start?"

"Not yet, the lord hasn't come yet."

At this moment, there is a circular open space on the central side of the Merlin, about a hundred acres in size.

The plum blossoms are blooming more and more in the surrounding area. When the wind blows, the sky is filled with a sea of ​​flowers. They float gently and unintentionally on your cheeks and hair. If you sniff slightly, you can smell the cool fragrance of plum blossoms.

There is a platform on the open space, there are nine floors in total, and on the top, there is a table.

The second layer, two sheets, are placed on the left and right sides respectively, just highlighting the top table.

The third floor is also arranged in the same way, and there are also two tables.

On each of the remaining floors, there are two tables, which are placed in a huge triangle. As long as people look at it, they will see the table on the top floor at first glance. Obviously, it is the most noble. where people sit.

The ranks are clearly defined, only the powerful can sit on the nineteen chairs, and all the others are standing.

In the middle of that huge triangle, there is a pool of water, which is clear and transparent, reflecting the bright moon in the sky, which is magnificent.

At this moment, ten people were already seated on the nineteen chairs, but they were all from the lower floors, but no one came from the upper floors.

Oh, those people have quite a bit of airs.
But even the people in the lower levels are not trivial. After such a rough look, they are all king-level Dzogchen, and they are only one step away from being emperor-level.

These people are looking at the conversation at the moment, everyone's face is full of smiles, talking about poetry and painting, talking about style, talking about cultivation, in short, when people look at them, they feel that these people are very tall.

(End of this chapter)